Cooking Class It started off as the family I was staying with wanted me to try a traditional Japanese soup with a bunch of different things in it. While we were eating it for lunch during school all the elementary kids I was sitting with kept looking at my food hoping I would share with them because they all love it so much. When the principal saw their reaction we decided to teach the students how to make this soup. Two weeks later all the kids brought their favorite item to put into the soup. We taught them how to cut each item and then we put them into a big pot. We talked about how this soup takes a long time cook which is why we made it first thing in the morning (the trick is to cook it for as long as possible). During lunchtime we served each student as they told us what they wanted and then we all eat with smiles on our faces because we made one amazing meal. Thanksgiving Thanksgiving in Japan is of course not the same as it is in America... not a shocker. You can't typically find the foods we eat, but thankfully for me the church that I am apart of is across from the US Air Force base. Which means all the american families brought their favorite dishes to the end of the month potluck and the Japanese families brought their favorite dishes and it was a big feast. Being able to share this holiday with non-Americans and being able to spend time with them and tell them all about Thanksgiving traditions. During the Thanksgiving service the pastor called up all the kids and the whole church prayed over all the kids and blessed them for all that is to come. Last Minute Surprises As my last day was approaching the students and teachers were planning something that I was oblivious to. Little did I know they were planning two different surprises for me! One happened at the end of the school day, we were playing with this sword were you have to be blindfolded. As I was blindfolded I thought I was fighting one of the students, but to my belief when they look my blindfold off they had set out cake and muffins and sang me a song. My heart was full and warm with happiness. In my mind I was thinking wow this is a great send off, but there was more to come. After school one of the teachers asked me to dye her hair; in the midst of this I noticed they would not let me out of the back room for hours. Than finally dinner time came around and they let me out. I knew something was going on but nothing to what they did. All my middle school boys stayed and brought something for dinner. It was far beyond a perfect day because of my students and teachers they made me feel loved and appreciated. When it was time to leave to catch my bus all the boys help me with my luggage and walked me to the train station. I could not of asked for a more perfect ending to my time at Shion. Prayer Points
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